‘Subtitles’ By: Ciaran McDermott


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Search for it, find it, grasp it, love it, live it

A picture paints what poetry can’t

Poetry paints a multitude of pictures

A picture paints a thousand words

A poem paints a thousand pictures

Each with a thousand words

The perfect accompaniment to a poem, is a picture

The perfect way to describe the picture, is a poem

Nothing is lost, when you endure it, carry it

Make it part of you, a pact of an inner blend

When darkness descends at the end of it all

Another day will rise and fall

Done your lot at the curtain call

Next day, repeat the dose, don’t hit a wall

A steady stream of light will travel

As far as you believe it will go

With the power of a gamma ray unravelled